Story-telling
It's probably a sign of age, when someone asks me for a story ...
And I actually have a story of my own to tell.
I was telling the story of a naive and paranoid boy on his first date.
It's probably also a sign of ineptness when I cannot tell the story properly ...
And so I may need story-telling lessons.
posted by the third wei at Thursday, December 15, 2005
2 Comments:
So where was this paraniod, naive boy when we first met in Covent Garden. As I remember you were articulate, interesting, a little shy, but very charming. Story telling is something that comes over time for most of us. And by the way, I love your short hair, but then I am biased!
12:58 pm
The paranoid and naive boy is still very much around.
:) Thanks, William. *hugz*
7:57 pm
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